BREN
Aspen calling.
I was still frowning about my dad’s text when I answered. “Hey.”
“Bren! Hi!”
I eased back. Aspen’s voice hitched at the end, squeaking. She was nervous.
“What’s up?”
“Um. So.” She let out a breath. “I know Blaise asked you to kinda watch over me tomorrow night, but I’m actually calling about something else.”
“Okay?”
She was silent.
I waited.
Another beat.
I had to smile. For how in your face her boyfriend was, I forgot how not in your face his girlfriend was. “Hey, just so you know.”
“Yeah?” She inhaled into the phone.
“I would’ve hung out with you tomorrow night anyway. Your guy didn’t have to ask me to do that.”
“I know.” A sigh. “But it’s nice to hear. But, okay. Here we go. Um, I was thinking that since Blaise doesn’t have a game tonight, and he just t
